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    In the restaurant, Cam and the professor sat across from each other.


    Cam, we’ve been talking for a few days now, and I think you have a good impression of me. I feel


    like we’re a good match,” said the professor.


    you ord


    Cam yed with her ss of water, smiling slightly without a word.


    How could he feel that she had a good impression of him?


    He said he was busy on the first day, yet he bombarded her with calls and messages. Who would


    have a good impression of him?


    “By the way, how fertile are you? We should go to the clinic this weekend to check,” the professor


    suggested.


    Cam’s eyes widened in disbelief, shocked that such words coulde from a university


    professor, from a man she was meeting for the first time on a blind date.


    “What if we get married and then find out you can’t have children?”


    Cam was utterly speechless and scoffed, “You mean to say you’ve already been checked and are


    healthy?”


    “Hahaha, just kidding.”


    “But I think what you said makes a lot of sense. Let’s go check together this weekend! I’ll get an


    abdominal ultrasound, and you can get a brain CT,” Cam said with augh.


    “It was just a joke. Don’t be mad,” the professor frowned.


    Cam smiled quietly.


    “I heard from my aunt that you work as a secretary at a bigpany and have a good sry. She


    also said you have high standards when choosing a partner,” the professor said sarcastically.


    “Maybe.”


    “I think we should get married first and then get to know each other better. How about we pick a


    good day and go get the certificate?”


    Cam gracefully took a sip from her ss. “Forgive me for being direct, but we’ve only known each


    other for a few days, and you’re talking about marriage and certificates the first time we meet. We’re


    not suitable.“.


    “What’s wrong with you? Blind dates are meant for marriage. Now you’re telling me we’re not


    suitable at this time? You’re just wasting my time. Don’t think you can mess with people just


    because you’re pretty,” the professor said angrily.


    “Sorry, this meal is on me.” Cam took out a bill and ced it on the table. “The clothes can still be


    returned. I have to go now.”


    “What do you mean by that!”


    Cam waved her hand and left the diner, feeling great. She went to a convenience store, bought


    some snacks, and sat inside to eat.


    At Future Inc.


    Two secretaries whispered in the break room.


    “I always heard Cam had a boyfriend, so it’s true.”


    “But that guy doesn’t look good. He seems like a bit of a loser and not worthy of Cam.”


    Connor passed by the break room, and heard everything clearly. His brow furrowed tightly. Back in


    his office, he felt a bit suffocated and


    tugged at his tie. His slender fingers tapped on the desk, each tap squeezing the difort in his


    heart.


    At the convenience store, Cam was casually eating her snacks when her phone buzzed. The


    screen showed ‘Mr. Connor.


    She quickly swallowed her food and answered, “Hello, Mr. Connor.”


    A deep voice came through, “Cam, where’s the report from this morning’s meeting?”


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    “Ah?” Cam was confused. The meeting went on until nearly noon. How did he expect it to be


    ready so quickly?


    “Mr. Connor, it’s not ready yet. I’m heading back now.”


    “Mhm.” Connor’s voice was low, and he hung up without another word.


    Cam nced at the barely touched shacks in her hand, regretfully threw it in the trash, and


    quickly walked back to thepany.


    Less than ten minutester, Cam sat at her desk, panting as she organized the meeting notes.


    A shadow loomed over her. Cam looked up, smiled professionally, and said, “Mr. Connor, give me


    fifteen minutes, and I’ll send you the summary.”